time on Star Trek: The Next Generation
(Data strangles a Borg)
DATA: Stop. Stop. Stop.
DATA: It was just after I had killed the Borg, I felt something. I
believe it was pleasure.
RIKER: I don't believe they were part of the Borg collective. One of
them referred to himself as I.
TROI: The only Borg who had a name was Hugh.
HUGH [on monitor]: We are Hugh.
PICARD: He was here in this room. I could have rid the Federation of a
mortal threat, and I let him go.
LAFORGE: The Borg have established several transwarp conduits through
(the Bridge is boarded)
SECURITY: Get down!
(Worf shoots a Borg)
CROSIS: I was like you once. Without feeling. But the One helped me. He
can help you too. He can help you find emotion. You will not resist
what you've wanted all your life.
PICARD: If the Borg should attack, don't wait for me or anyone else to
return to the ship, but take the Enterprise to the transwarp conduit.
Return to Federation space.
DATA: The sons of Soong have joined together. And together, we will
destroy the Federation.
And now, the conclusion.
LORE: What do you think of my followers, Picard?
Impressive, aren't they?
PICARD: I'm not particularly impressed. All you've done is teach them
to enjoy killing.
DATA: You are wrong, Captain. My brother and I serve a much higher
TROI: Data, I can sense feelings in you.
DATA: Yes. My brother has made that possible.
PICARD: He gave you the chip. The one Doctor Soong made for you.
LORE: No, no, no, no, no. I still have the emotional programme my
father designed. I wouldn't want to give it up. It's what has given me
such a strong sense of family, an intense desire to reunite with my
PICARD: How did he do it, Data? What made you decide to come here?
LORE: I am talking to you, Picard. I will tell you all you need to
PICARD: You're controlling him, and you've corrupted the Borg.
LORE: You simply don't understand, do you? You have no idea what has
happened here. How I found my true calling. How the Borg found
something to believe in.
PICARD: I would like to learn about that, but I want Data to tell us.
LORE: I told you. I will tell you what you need to know.
PICARD: How about that, Data? He won't even let you talk.
DATA: Do not try to drive a wedge between us, Captain. I am loyal to my
LORE: You see, Picard? He's not your pawn anymore. I've helped him to
break free, just as I've helped them. Look at them. Look at what I've
helped them become. They're no longer simply mindless automatons.
They're passionate. Alive.
TROI: Are you saying that you caused them to become individuals?
LORE: No, you did that. You and your friends. All I did was clean up
the mess you made when that Borg you befriended returned to his ship.
DATA: Hugh interfaced with the others and transferred his sense of
individuality to them. It nearly destroyed them.
PICARD: Data, do you remember when Hugh was on the Enterprise? Do you
remember what you were like then?
LORE: That doesn't matter.
PICARD: It does to me. I want to know what has happened to Data.
LORE: What's important is what I've done here. How I found my calling.
I know now why I was created. No one can ever take that away from me.
Without me, they would have perished. When I stumbled on their ship,
they were lost, disoriented, they had no idea how to function as
individuals. They couldn't even navigate their own vessel. They had
lost their sense of purpose. I gave them their purpose. And they gave
DATA: The Borg aspire to the perfection my Brother and I represent.
Fully artificial life forms. We are their future.
LORE: The reign of biological life forms is coming to an end. You,
Picard, and those like you are obsolete. Take them, brother.
(Lore takes the phasers away)
Acting Captain's log, supplemental. The skeleton
crew left on board the Enterprise is unable to help in the search for
Commander Data. The planet's unusual EM field is interfering with the
ship's sensors, severely limiting their effectiveness.
CRUSHER: Ensign, we need to modify the sensor array
to filter out these EM pulses. Can you do that?
TAITT: (a young woman) Yes, sir. I think so.
CRUSHER: What's your name?
TAITT: Taitt, sir.
CRUSHER: I don't think I've seen you before.
TAITT: I was just posted here six weeks ago.
CRUSHER: Well, Taitt, I'll bet you never thought you'd be serving as
Tactical Officer after only six weeks.
TAITT: No, sir, I sure didn't. I think I've filtered out some of the
sensor noise. I'll bring the modifications online.
CRUSHER: Good work.
RIKER [OC]: Riker to Enterprise.
CRUSHER: Go ahead, Will.
RIKER: I can't contact the Captain. It could just
be interference, but I'd like to be sure.
CRUSHER [OC]: Understood.
CRUSHER: Enterprise to Captain Picard. Crusher to
TAITT: I'm not getting a comm. signal from anyone on the Captain's
CRUSHER: The last time they checked in they were investigating a
structure in section gamma two five.
TAITT: Sir, I'm picking up a vessel closing in on our location.
CRUSHER: Is it a Borg ship?
TAITT: It seems to match the configuration of a ship the Enterprise
encountered at Ohniaka Three.
CRUSHER: Red alert. How long before they're in weapons range?
TAITT: Er, about ninety seconds. No, make that seventy seconds.
CRUSHER: Crusher to Transporter room three.
SALAZAR [OC]: Salazar here, sir.
CRUSHER: Start transporting the away teams off of the surface.
SALAZAR: Aye, sir.
CRUSHER [OC]: Use the transporters in the cargo bay
CRUSHER: If you have to. I want those teams up here
as fast as possible.
RIKER: Armstrong, you and the others prepare to
ARMSTRONG: Aye, sir.
RIKER: Beverly, Worf and I will stay here and look for
RIKER [OC]: The Captain's team.
CRUSHER: I'm not going to leave you down there.
RIKER: You pull as many people off the surface as
you can and get back to the transwarp conduit. The Captain's orders
were to get the Enterprise back to Federation space.
RIKER [OC]: Riker out.
CRUSHER: Prepare to leave orbit.
TAITT: Sir, the Borg ship is powering up its forward weapons array.
They'll be in firing range in, in twenty seconds.
CRUSHER: Salazar, how many people do we still have down there?
SALAZAR [OC]: Seventy three, sir.
CRUSHER: Put the Borg ship onscreen.
TAITT: Should I raise shields, sir?
CRUSHER: Not yet. I want to keep bringing people up until the last
TAITT: Ten seconds.
CRUSHER: Stand by to raise shields and break orbit on my mark.
TAITT: Five seconds.
(an energy bolt hits)
TAITT: Shields down to seventy percent.
CRUSHER: Establish a frequency shift firing pattern and return fire.
TAITT: Er, right.
(two torpedoes are fired)
TAITT: Direct hit, no damage.
CRUSHER: Helm, set course for the conduit, maximum warp.
HELM: Aye, sir.
TAITT: Sir, the Borg aren't following us.
CRUSHER [OC]: How many people did we leave behind?
SALAZAR: Forty seven, sir.
CRUSHER: Another minute and we would have had them.
RIKER: Riker to any team leader.
POWELL [OC]: Lieutenant Powell here, sir.
RIKER: Round up everybody who was left behind. Take cover. Try to avoid
any contact with the Borg.
POWELL [OC]: Aye, sir.
RIKER: Riker out. Even if Beverly can get back to Federation space,
it'll be a few days before Starfleet can get any ships here. Until
then, we're on our own.
PICARD: Data, you must realise that something has
happened to you. The Data I know would never have agreed to be a
willing party to Lore's plan.
DATA: (taking the comm. badges) I now realise that my life aboard the
Enterprise was a waste. My quest to become human was misguided. An
evolutionary step in the wrong direction.
TROI: Data, all I'm sensing from you is anger and hatred. Have you felt
any other emotions?
DATA: There are no other emotions.
LAFORGE: Data, just because you haven't experienced certain emotions
doesn't mean they don't exist. Lore is only feeding you the negative
DATA: Counsellor Troi told me herself that feelings are not negative or
positive. It is how we act on them that makes them good or bad.
PICARD: Fine. But what about the things that Lore is proposing? What
about the lives that have already been lost?
DATA: You simply do not understand. In a quest such as ours, sacrifices
have to be made. It is regrettable, but the greater good must be
served. Give me your visor.
DATA: Give it to me or I will take it by force.
(Geordi takes it off)
DATA: I am not your puppet anymore.
(he turns on the forcefield and walks away)
(relief crew enter the Bridge)
TAITT: Sir, we've reached the coordinates of the conduit. The tachyon
matrix is energised and ready to go. And Lieutenant Barnaby has
returned from the surface. He'll be relieving me.
CRUSHER: Right. Stand by to trigger the conduit. Taitt. I want you to
stay on the Bridge. I'll need a Science Officer at the aft station.
TAITT: Yes, sir.
CRUSHER: Helm, set a course to return to the planet.
HELM: Aye, sir.
CRUSHER: I'm not leaving those people stranded back there. An emergency
buoy can transmit a copy of our log entries to Starfleet just as easily
as we can. Ensign, prepare a buoy and launch it when ready.
TAITT: Aye, sir.
CRUSHER: Lieutenant, open the conduit.
TAITT: Launching buoy now, sir.
CRUSHER: Lieutenant, scan for any Borg ships between here and the
BARNABY: Sensors detect no vessels.
TAITT: We have to assume the ship that attacked us is still in orbit.
CRUSHER: How long will we have before they can detect us and intercept?
TAITT: If their sensors function as well as ours it could be as little
as thirty seconds.
CRUSHER: Crusher to Salazar. How long will it take to get the rest of
the crew off the surface?
SALAZAR [OC]: One minute should do it.
CRUSHER: We don't have one minute. How much can you shave off that?
SALAZAR: If I can get a good lock on them quickly,
I might be able to do it in forty five or fifty seconds.
CRUSHER: We need to buy ourselves fifteen seconds.
Lieutenant, is there any way we can use the planet as a barrier to keep
the Borg from realising we're in orbit?
BARNABY: We can enter orbit while they're on the far side of the
planet. And if we delay dropping out of warp until the last possible
instant, we could gain a few more seconds.
TAITT: If your calculations are even slightly off, we'd hit the
BARNABY: I'll have to be sure my calculations are accurate, Ensign.
CRUSHER: Let's do it. Helm, hard about.
HELM: Aye, sir.
WORF: Still no sign of the structure.
RIKER: With all this interference it could be a hundred metres away and
we wouldn't know it. This could take hours.
WORF: I am detecting a faint energy reading.
RIKER: Residual thermal traces. Somebody stood here.
WORF: The decay rate indicates it could be human.
RIKER: They took this path.
LORE: (to Borg) Now, thank you. There you are,
DATA: Here is the visor. May I ask why you wanted it?
LORE: I thought it might look good on me. What do you think? Maybe we
should work on your sense of humour, brother. Actually, I was thinking
La Forge's implants might make him an ideal test subject for my
DATA: All the Borg you have experimented on so far have suffered
extensive brain damage.
LORE: Using the humans to perfect the procedure will allow us to
prevent any further Borg deaths.
DATA: I understand.
LORE: Good. What is it?
CROSIS: This Borg disconnected himself from the others. He would not
let me hear his thoughts.
LORE: I've asked you to stay linked to Crosis at all times. You know
that, don't you?
LORE: I know this must be difficult for you. I know how uncertain you
must feel. All of these sensations are new and they can be frightening.
Isn't that right?
GOVAL: Yes. I have doubts.
LORE: Of course you do. It's only natural. No one is going to blame you
for that. But in order to lose those doubts, to keep you from fear and
confusion away, I need you to remain linked with the others so that
their strength and their confidence can help you. I need you, Goval. I
need you to help me build a future for the Borg. I can't do it without
you. Will you help me?
GOVAL: Yes. I will.
LAFORGE: Lore must have told Data to take my visor
because he realised I could see a carrier wave that was radiating from
PICARD: A carrier wave? Is that how he's manipulating Data?
LAFORGE: I think what's happening is that Lore is tapping into the chip
he stole from Doctor Soong and somehow he's found a way to transmit
part of that emotional programme to Data.
TROI: But the only emotions Data seems to feel are negative.
LAFORGE: Yeah, I'm sure that's intentional. But in order for Data to be
affected by those emotions, Lore would have had to disable his ethical
PICARD: Can we reactivate it?
LAFORGE: If I can generate a phased kedion pulse at the right
frequency, that would trigger Data's subsystems and reboot the
PICARD: And although Lore would still be feeding him negative emotions,
at least Data might listen to us.
TROI: I think it's worth a try.
LAFORGE: So, got any ideas on how we generate a kedion pulse?
(Data enters and hauls Geordi to his feet)
PICARD: Data, where are you taking him?
DATA: That is not your concern.
PICARD: Data, wait. Let us talk to you.
(Worf and Riker hide from a Borg patrol, then come
over a ridge.)
(it's the building, and they're surrounded by Borg)
HUGH: Why are you here, Commander Riker? Hasn't the crew of the
Enterprise caused enough damage already?
(a little later)
WORF: So you blame us for what has happened to the Borg?
HUGH: You gave me a sense of individuality, changed me, then sent me
back to the Collective. You must have known that change would be passed
on to others.
RIKER: We considered it. We knew it was a possibility.
HUGH: Then you made it possible for Lore to dominate us.
WORF: I cannot accept that. Lore is only one. The Borg could have
HUGH: You don't know the condition we were in when he found us. Before
my experience on the Enterprise, the Borg were a single-minded
Collective. The voices in our heads were smooth and flowing. But after
I returned, those voices began to change. They became uneven,
discordant. For the first time, individual Borg had differing ideas
about how to proceed. We couldn't function. Some Borg fought each
other. Others simply shut themselves down. Many starved to death.
RIKER: And then Lore came along.
HUGH: You probably can't imagine what it is like to be so lost and
frightened that you will listen to any voice which promises change.
WORF: Even if that voice insists on controlling you.
HUGH: That's what we wanted. Someone to show us the way out of
confusion. Lore promised clarity and purpose. In the beginning, he
seemed like a saviour. The promise of becoming a superior race, of
becoming fully artificial was
compelling. We gladly did everything he asked of us. But after a while,
it became clear that Lore had no idea how to keep his promise. That's
when he began talking about the need for us to make sacrifices. Before
we realised it, this was the result.
RIKER: What happened to them?
HUGH: Lore began to experiment, trying to re-make us in his image. This
is the result of my encounter with the Enterprise, Commander. So you
can see I don't particularly welcome your presence here.
RIKER: I'm sorry you feel that way. We just came to get our people. We
won't cause you any more trouble.
HUGH: Tell me about my friend.
HUGH: The human called Geordi.
RIKER: I wish I could tell you about him. We think he may be held
inside the compound.
HUGH: I cannot help you. I cannot risk our being discovered.
RIKER: Can you at least show us a way into the compound?
HUGH: These caverns lead to tunnels which run beneath the compound.
Some of them connect with the environmental control ducts.
WORF: Show us. If we can determine the geography of the compound, we
can form a rescue plan.
(Geordi is strapped down on a metal frame that's
LAFORGE: Data? Who's there?
DATA: (as Picard) Geordi?
DATA: Shh. We're getting out of here.
LAFORGE: Come on, hurry. Data was just here. I think he went to get
DATA: (as himself) Too late. My brother suggested that I try to develop
my sense of humour. What do you think?
LAFORGE: I think it needs a little work.
(Data aims an instrument at Geordi's visor inputs)
LAFORGE: What's happening?
DATA: I'm attemptin to neutralise your pain receptors.
LAFORGE: What are you going to do to me?
(Data is injecting something into Geordi's forehead)
DATA: I am implanting nano-cortical fibres in your cerebrum. They are
designed to learn and mimic your neural firing patterns. Once they are
in place, I will destroy the existing brain cells. We'll see if the
artificial neural network is able to take over your cognitive
LAFORGE: Data, listen. Lore is controlling you. He's transmitting a
carrier wave which is affecting your positronic matrix.
DATA: If the procedure is successful, your cognitive processing
functions will be considerably improved.
LAFORGE: Don't you care that he's manipulating you?
DATA: However, there is a sixty percent chance you will not survive the
LAFORGE: I don't care much for those odds.
DATA: They are cause for concern. However, I still have Counsellor Troi
and Captain Picard. The odds are that at least one of the procedures
will be successful.
TROI: Help me!
(a Borg comes to see Picard lying on the floor)
TROI: He tried to escape. The force field sent him into neural shock.
If he dies, Lore will blame you.
(the innocent Borg takes down the force field and enters. He leans over
Picard and gets one of his tubes pulled out, rendering him unconscious)
PICARD: See if the corridor is empty.
(but Data is bringing Geordi back)
DATA: Drop it or I will break his neck.
(Troi drops the Borg hand weapon and helps guide Geordi into the cell)
DATA: Take him.
(Borg remove their fallen comrade)
PICARD: What have you done to him?
DATA: I will be back for him later.
TROI: Geordi, are you in pain?
LAFORGE: No. I'm just a little dizzy.
PICARD: I was able to take part of a transceiver from the guard's
interlink system. I think that it uses some kind of phased-pulse
technology. Do you think it could be modified to generate a kedion
pulse that would reboot Data's
LAFORGE: Yeah, yeah, it's possible. See if you can locate the phase
TROI: I'll watch the door.
PICARD: All right, I think I've found it.
LAFORGE: Okay, good. Now, do you see anything that we might be able to
use as a flux inhibitor?
(at an aft station)
TAITT: Sensors still can't locate the Borg ship. I'm trying to filter
out the interference.
BARNABY: We'll be within transporter range in nineteen seconds.
TAITT: I'm starting to get sensor resolution. There's the ship.
CRUSHER: We'll enter orbit here.
BARNABY: Helm, new course, heading zero five two mark seven.
HELM: Aye, sir.
BARNABY: Stand by to drop out of warp in eight seconds.
TAITT: Once we're in orbit, we should have about forty five seconds
before they intercept us.
CRUSHER: Let's hope it's enough time.
BARNABY: Emergency deceleration in five seconds.
CRUSHER: Hold on.
TAITT: We're in standard orbit, sir. The Borg ship is on the planet's
far side, and is moving to intercept.
CRUSHER: Bridge to Transporter rooms. Begin evacuations.
BARNABY: The Borg will be in weapons range in thirty two seconds. We
still can't locate Captain Picard's team and there's no sign of
Commander Riker or Lieutenant Worf.
CRUSHER: Crusher to Salazar. Report.
SALAZAR [OC]: We're pulling the last teams off right now.
SALAZAR: But there are six people still unaccounted
CRUSHER [OC]: Keep trying.
BARNABY: The Borg ship is powering up its weapons
CRUSHER: Come on, Chief. It's now or never.
TAITT: They're preparing to fire.
CRUSHER: Raise shields.
BARNABY: The port nacelle's been hit.
CRUSHER: Helm, get us out of here.
HELM: Aye, sir.
BARNABY: We've lost warp engines.
CRUSHER: Evasive manoeuvres, full impulse.
(they sail past the massive Borg vessel)
TAITT: Shields down to eighty percent.
CRUSHER: Fire phasers.
BARNABY: Direct hit. No damage to the Borg ship.
TAITT: Shields down to seventy three percent.
CRUSHER: What's the status of the warp engines?
BARNABY: Still down. We can't outrun them.
CRUSHER: Helm, set a new course, heading three four four mark six. Full
HELM: Aye, sir.
TAITT: Sir, that heading takes us directly into the sun.
CRUSHER: The databanks should contain information about a process
called metaphasic shielding.
BARNABY: I know about that research. Commander La Forge was developing
that would implement metaphasic properties.
CRUSHER: Right. How far along was he?
BARNABY: It's in the databanks but it's never been tested.
CRUSHER: If we had metaphasic shielding, we could enter the sun's
corona but the Borg ship wouldn't be able to follow. Can you bring the
BARNABY: I can, but we have no way of knowing if the shields will hold.
TAITT: Sir, hull temperature is rising. Now at twelve thousand degrees
C. Radiation level nearing ten thousand rads.
TAITT: Shields at sixty two percent.
CRUSHER: Lieutenant, activate the metaphasic programme. It's our best
BARNABY: Aye, sir.
TAITT: Hull temperature is critical. We can't withstand this heat much
BARNABY: Programme is online. Engaging metaphasic shield now.
TAITT: Hull temperature dropping. Down to seven thousand degrees.
CRUSHER: Maintain course.
BARNABY: The Borg ship has broken off pursuit.
CRUSHER: All stop.
TAITT: Sir, the Borg ship is taking up position relative to ours.
They're going to wait for us to come out.
CRUSHER: The question is, how long can we survive in here?
PICARD: Well, I've done everything that Geordi
said. Now to activate it.
TROI: How are we going to know whether the pulse reboots Data's ethical
PICARD: We'll only tell that when we see his behaviour.
TROI: Won't he realise something's happened to him?
PICARD: No, it's one programme among thousands. I just hope this force
field has enough energy to trigger the pulse.
(he slides the tiny device forward, and the blue is sucked into it)
LAFORGE: You know, Data, I've been thinking about
some of the times we've had. Like that time we went sailing on Devala
Lake. You remember that?
DATA: I have a complete memory record of that day.
LAFORGE: You decided to go swimming, and when you jumped out of the
boat you sank straight to the bottom.
DATA: I did not have enough buoyancy to get back to the surface.
LAFORGE: You had to walk over a kilometre along the bottom to get back
DATA: One kilometre forty six metres.
LAFORGE: It took almost two weeks to get the water out of your servos.
DATA: I am ready to irradiate your existing brain cells.
LAFORGE: Data, if you ever go back to the way you were, you might not
be able to forgive yourself for what you're about to do.
DATA: I am getting some anomalous readings from your neural net. I will
need to do further testing before I proceed. Someone will come and take
you back to your cell.
[Borg compound, outside]
LORE: There you are, brother. Have you made any
progress with La Forge?
DATA: It is too early to tell if the nano-cortical fibres performed
LORE: I suspect none of the humans will survive the process but then,
it's their own fault, isn't it? They should never have come here. What
were they thinking?
DATA: They came looking for me.
LORE: Humans are so sentimental.
DATA: I betrayed them. If they die, I am responsible.
LORE: Why are you talking like that? Is something wrong with your
programming? Maybe I should check your systems.
DATA: I do not want you to check my systems. I must resolve these
LORE: I think I've made a mistake. I don't believe you can tolerate the
amount of emotion I've given you. Perhaps I should cut back a little.
(he pulls back a fingernail)
LORE: How's that?
DATA: I do not like it.
LORE: Then you prefer having more emotions?
LORE: They give you pleasure.
DATA: Yes. Please, I want more.
LORE: All right, a little more. For now. Aren't you going to thank me?
DATA: Thank you.
LORE: Don't mention it. I just hope this helps to clarify things for
LORE: I am concerned about my brother, Crosis. I don't believe he
really wants to be a part of our great future.
BARNABY: Sir, metaphasic shielding is losing
CRUSHER: Can you stabilise it?
BARNABY: No. We won't be able to stay in here longer than another three
or four minutes.
CRUSHER: Do we have warp engines yet?
BARNABY: Last estimate was another half hour.
TAITT: Sir? I think I have an idea. I think it's possible we could
induce a solar fusion eruption that would destroy the Borg ship.
TAITT: We need to direct a highly energetic particle beam onto the
sun's surface. That should produce a superfluid gas eruption. If we
target the right spot, the eruption would envelop the Borg ship.
CRUSHER: How do you know this will work?
TAITT: I did my senior honours thesis on solar dynamics.
BARNABY: Excuse me, sir, but this isn't the Academy. And a student
thesis is a long way from a workable plan.
TAITT: I've already configured the tractor emitters to create the
particle beam and I've located the target point on the surface.
BARNABY: If her calculations are off, that eruption could encompass us.
TAITT: Well I'll just have to make sure my calculations are accurate,
CRUSHER: Let's do it.
TAITT: Yes, sir.
(a beam lances out from the belly of the Enterprise)
TAITT: The target area of the photosphere is destabilising. Pressure
wave expansion is accelerating.
BARNABY: Subsurface fusion has been initiated. An eruption is forming
on the surface.
BARNABY: She did it! The Borg ship has been destroyed, sir.
CRUSHER: Helm, take us back to the planet. Full impulse.
HELM: Aye, sir.
CRUSHER: Well done, Taitt.
PICARD: You're killing him. He won't survive another session.
DATA: I did not come for him. I came for you.
PICARD: Data, it's not too late. If you remove the
fibres, then Geordi might yet recover.
DATA: That would not be possible.
PICARD: Why? Because Lore tells you so?
DATA: It is for the greater good.
PICARD: Good? Data, isn't good and bad, right and wrong, a function of
DATA: That is correct.
PICARD: What does that programme tell you about what you're doing to
Geordi? About what you and Lore are doing to the Borg? It tells you
that these things are wrong, doesn't it, Data? So how can actions that
are wrong lead to a greater good?
DATA: You are attempting to confuse me.
PICARD: No, you're not confused, Data. You're sensing the truth. Your
is fighting the negative emotions that Lore is sending you.
LORE: Ah, Captain. Thank you so much for joining us. You are going to
assist me in a most important ceremony.
WORF: We can use the environmental control ducts to
get into the compound. They should lead us to the detention area.
RIKER: We'll have to move fast. If we need to stun one of the guards,
the Borg will know right away that he's been hurt.
HUGH: When they realise, your escape route may be compromised.
RIKER: I guess we'll have to take that chance.
HUGH: Good luck, Commander.
LORE: It's time to put aside all doubts, brother.
It's time to close the door on the past and commit yourself to the
great work that lies ahead of us. I need to know I can count on you. As
proof, I want you to kill Picard.
(Data raises the weapon)
DATA: No. That would be wrong.
LORE: I didn't think you'd be able to do it. You've spent too many
years among humans.
CROSIS: Hold him.
(we see Hugh amongst the crowd)
LORE: I've asked many sacrifices of you. Sacrifices I knew were
necessary in order to build a better future. I want you to know that I
ask no more of you than I am prepared to give myself. I am willing to
make the greatest sacrifice of all. My own dear brother. Goodbye, Data.
(Hugh rushes forward and stops Lore from firing. Crosis pushes him off
then is shot by either Riker or Worf up in the gallery. Fights break
out between Lore's Borg and Hugh's group. Lore makes a run for it and
Data follows. Picard is totally ignored.)
DATA: (holding a weapon) Lore.
LORE: You should be careful with that, brother. Somebody could get
DATA: What are you doing?
LORE: I've got a way out of here. I'm willing to forget about what
happened back there and take you with me. We don't need anyone else.
We're brothers. I'll give you the chip our father made. It contains
much more than just emotions. It has memories. Memories our father
wanted you to have.
(Lore zaps Data with emotion, making him gasp, but Data still managed
to shoot Lore)
DATA: Lore, I must deactivate you now.
LORE: Without me, you will never feel emotion again.
DATA: I know, but you leave me no other choice.
LORE: I love you, brother.
DATA: Goodbye, Lore.
PICARD: What about Geordi and Troi?
RIKER: The Enterprise is in orbit. I had them beamed aboard.
DATA: Lore is no longer functioning, sir. He must be disassembled so
that he is no longer a threat.
PICARD: Welcome back, Data.
DATA: Thank you, sir.
RIKER: What made you change your mind, Hugh?
HUGH: Perhaps my encounter with the Enterprise affected me more than I
PICARD: What will you do now?
HUGH: I don't know. We can't go back to the Borg Collective, and we no
longer have a leader here.
PICARD: I'm not sure that's true.
HUGH: Perhaps in time, we will learn to function as individuals and
work together as a group.
PICARD: Good luck, Hugh.
Captain's log, stardate 47025.4. We have returned
to Federation Space and are en route to Starbase two nine five. Mister
La Forge remains under Doctor Crusher's care.
(Data is holding a small circle with a triangle cut
out of it in a pair of tweezers when the doorbell rings)
LAFORGE: Hi, Data. I just wanted to let you know that Doctor Crusher
says I'll be able to return to duty soon.
DATA: I am relieved that the injuries I inflicted on you are not
LAFORGE: What's that?
DATA: This is the chip my father created for me so that I could
experience emotions. I had it removed from Lore's body before he was
LAFORGE: Does it work?
DATA: No. I am pleased to say it was damaged when I was forced to fire
(he puts it in a box)
LAFORGE: Pleased? Data, you've wanted emotions all your life.
DATA: Yes. But emotions were responsible for what I did to you. I would
never risk letting that happen again. My friendship with you is too
important to me.
(Data prepares to phaser the box, and Geordi picks it up instead)
LAFORGE: Data, I wouldn't be very much of a friend if I let you give up
on a life-long dream, would I? Maybe someday, when you're ready.